

Angels of the Forgotten Ch: 5 Saronim sat and looked at Teroco. In all honesty, he really did hate humans deep down. Reslin; the Third of the Four Holy Maidens, had given the humans the gift, all humans could use it, even from infancy, in fact, if any couldnt, he or she was exiled; it was magic. By concentrating their hearts own natural energy humans were able to harness unimaginable power, though only ones with pure hearts could use it to its full extent. Some humans, seeing their gift as a way to further their own kinds supremacy; then proceeded to massacre other races in an allAngels of the Forgotten Ch: 5


Angels of the Forgotten Ch: 4Saronim opened his eyes, hed been tossing and turning in his sleep and was now facing the rock wall. He got up and walked toward it, looked to make sure that no one was around, and proceeded to undo his belt buckle and relieve himself. Saronim stood and looked around at the room. Even in the dim morning light that was just peering over the ridge of the open ceiling, the tomb looked to be a lot bigger than Saronim first noticed. On that thought, he looked down, refastened his buckle, and started toward his satchel. Saronim sat down in front of it, and started opening the worn and fadAngels of the Forgotten Ch: 4


Angels of the Forgotten Ch: 3 Saronim awoke to the sound of thunder and the smell of rain. The outcrop that he'd thought would provide him protection from the rain did nothing of the sort. In fact, it seemed to only make the rain fall on him harder. He sat up, stretched, and moved back towards the worn-smooth rock wall where it was drier. Saronim looked at his satchel. There were a few things in there that weren't supposed to get wet, so he opened the musty sack of leather and rummaged around. Then his finger ran along something cold and hard. He retracted his hand to find a thin line of blood running from a cut about two inches long.Angels of the Forgotten Ch: 3


Angels of the Forgotten Ch: 2 Saronim continued along a pathway through the forest at a steady pace. He was still equally excited and exhausted; he chuckled to himself as he thought of how he replaced the captains armor with his prisoner clothing, after that getting past that pig at the door was a no-brainer. Then it was just a hop and a skip down a stone hallway to the evidence room to get all his old equipment. After that it just got even easier. For in his ragged and musty satchel, where scrolls. Well, not just scrolls, but tomes, enchanted rings, amulets, and a few small bombs that were barely the size of his palm. He'd never triedAngels of the Forgotten Ch: 2
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<:[ haven't been on alot lately.
>.< got grounded!
but anyway, what's up man?
happy to ^^
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nah, I'm sitting here in class. otherwise, nothing much.
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my history teacher is awesome, she doesn't care how long it takes me to do something, she just want's it turned in before the end of the year. ^^
But she still piles on the homework.
each sheet has no less than 40 problems, and I've seen them have 78 before.
sry I haven't done it earlier, but I hope it's never too late.
yeah, sorry
been sorta busy with homework and my story.
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